[h2][center]Kumozaki Keisuke[/center][/h2]
Atalanta's sudden appearance received a quick nod from Keisuke, and with that being nearly in sync with the elevator arriving, the Enforcer couldn't help but be pleased with the timing of it all. It was times like these where he really appreciated the benefits of modern life, as compared to... Well, having to travel up and down half a dozen flights every time he wanted to get somewhere. Being diligent didn't mean he didn't want to be lazy at times, after all.

"Well, I have nothing else to pick up from my room, thankfully, so we can head straight down," he said, entering the elevator car with his Servant and hitting the relevant button before waiting for it to descend. The long hallway leading up to their destination—the room preceding the Kaleidoscope World Altar—was empty, which... Probably meant that they were the first ones to arrive. Well, barring the ones who called everyone to action here, of course. All the better to get a front row seat.

"Even so... Using magic to traverse through time and space... This is on an entirely different level of 'new' for me..." he muttered as he strode forth, still slightly tense about the situation to come.

[@KoL]
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[h2][center]Ozymandias[/center][/h2]
[i]"Outside, hm? Though the situation inside calls for you, to bask in the glory of the sun before your mission... Very well. I shall allow your momentary absence, but do be quick about returning. I would rather not have to repeat what was said by the one gathering us, after all,"[/i] the Rider responded, a smirk on his face as he traveled down to the bottom floor in short order, taking note of those who he passed by with a grand smile and a nod. Most of them, sadly enough, were researchers or scientists with their noses stuck in their books, but since he was not petty to the point of forcing everyone to look at him, Ozymandias allowed that to slide. He, too, had a job to handle, after all.

[@Riegal]
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A few minutes after the rest of the Masters and their Servants had gathered in the room and were seated at the large U-shaped table, the Wizard Marshall (who had thus been reviewing documents off to the side at his own pace) suddenly got up and, after a quick clearing of his throat, began to speak.

"I thank you all for arriving in such a timely manner; as you have heard, I will be giving each of you a quick summary of the current singularity and its location within the world. As of right now, I shall clarify one thing: the Holy Grail that you are seeking is on a different scale of the one used within the Fuyuki Holy Grail War system. More specifically, these Grails are imbued with the ability to bend space-time rather than the ability to simply 'grant a wish'. They are still bound in accordance to some set of rules, but as to what those are... Well, the researchers here would need more insight before coming to any conclusions. Regardless, though these objects may not be [i]omnipotent[/i], they still act as a central catalyst to the changes in these eras, and thus must be retrieved, if possible, or destroyed. That is your primary goal during these journeys, and no more. Due to the warped space-time, anything that you do that might have otherwise thrown history off course will rewrite itself as normal once the Grail is removed from the singularity, but that does NOT mean that you can do things for the sake of greed and no more. I should hope that the people I have chosen would be above such things.
In any case, your first destination is Greece in 1180 B.C.—in other words, around the middle of the Trojan War; for the sake of safety, however, your arrival point will be to the northeast of Greece itself—more specifically, the kingdom once known as Colchis. Now, do take note that history might not always go as you expect it to; in fact, it may have already been warped to the point of chaos. Take caution. Accompanying you will be an aide that Atlas Academy has supplied us with; she has a few Mystic Codes prepared for you all for the sake of convenience, so do make good use of them. I await your safe return. Dismissed."

With that, Zelretch nodded to the group and left the room, returning to who-knew-where to do who-knew-what.

Keisuke sighed as the speech ended, some of the tenseness in his shoulders released as their destination was made clear. Greece... Trojan War...
"Huh. I guess we're pretty lucky, aren't we, Atalanta? You should know this place like the back of your hand," he remarked, standing up from his seat and glancing over at his Servant. "Well, there's no time to waste, I guess. Let's get moving."

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The Kaleidoscope World Altar—a grand name for what was essentially a giant magical formation constructed to manipulate a derivative of its namesake—was already active by the time the Masters and their Servants entered the next room; at the center of it all, of course, was a large, spiraling portal that seemed to be leading to... Well, as far as everyone there could tell, a shining white pathway that seemed to stretch on for eternity. This was only a visual effect, of course, but the intent of such magic (and the effort required to recreate such a thing) was [i]very[/i] much clear. The sound of the magic pulsating as it waited for entrants, though, seemed to reverberate around the empty room, creating a somewhat eerie effect even if the place was bathed in light.

Keisuke sucked in a deep breath as he stared at the portal, subconsciously touching the ring on his hand before shaking his head and stepping through, hoping that wherever they ended up wasn't going to be... [i]Too[/i] much of a mess.

[h1][center]Greece, 1180 B.C. — Of Gods and Men[/center][/h1]
After stepping through the portal (and the accompanying experience of feeling like he was just tossed around in a washing machine), Keisuke held his head for a few moments before noticing the stark change in scenery; it was to be expected, of course, but a wide open pasture of nothing but green grass was most DEFINITELY a far cry from the cold, sleek feel of the facility he was just in. With a deep breath, the Enforcer took a moment to stead himself before looking around. Nothing seemed... Particularly out of the ordinary.
...
Well, save for the giant pillar of black smoke off in the distance. That was probably an issue.

Oh, and the skeletons that seemed to be (very sparsely) dotting the hillside and walking around, weapons in hand. Those too.

[@Raineh Daze][@VitaVitaAR][@Rin][@Grey Star]